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by Kimberley • September 18, 2014 • Comments Off on Ada’s Song – Part 14

That night, Kara and Ada played the prayers to Setheria asking zir to receive their dead. Kara sang requiems for each of their fallen. Ada played laments that carried the tears and sorrows of the living to Setheria’s ears. The…

by Kimberley • September 11, 2014 • Comments Off on Ada’s Song – Part 13

The day drew to a close. The forest was covered in blood and bodies, some strewn along paths, others caught in thickets or on tree limbs. Ravens picked at the dead. Kara searched for her people, marking each spot with…

by Kimberley • September 4, 2014 • Comments Off on Ada’s Song – Part 12

Kara lost track of the wind, the scents she used to track it overwhelmed by blood, sweat, and fear. A cacophony of sound syncopated through the forest. She was no longer certain who was fighting where. Eerie silence punctuated pockets…

Kara quickly put her bow and fiddle into her case. Slinging it over her shoulder, she ran to the tree line. Her squad was already positioned up in the trees, ready to attack above the fog. She selected a tree…

Kara sang them back to the Here and Now. They once again stood on the hill, Ada’s army gathered behind them. Kara exchanged a grim look with Ada. Mona came up the hill, her bodhran in hand. Ada nodded to…

Ada bowed her head. She looked as old as the hills; weariness etched her face and sorrow clouded her eyes. She knew Kara’s question as she had asked it many a time. Ada said hoarsely, “Very well, beloved. I owe…

Kara let the scene fade. “That’s how they discovered Mona! What do you think Dree was doing?” Ada scowled. “I think ze led them to Mona. I don’t know why.” Kara said darkly, “Perhaps ze wanted this war.” “Dree wants…

Ada put an arm around Kara. “Any regrets?” She brushed a tear from her eye. “Only that I didn’t press you harder on the matter. I knew you were hiding something.” “Fair enough.” Kara hugged her. “But I don’t regret…

Kara said, “You could have told me everything about Mona.” It was a simple statement of truth, not an accusation. “You would have refused her.” “You don’t know that.” Ada raised an eyebrow. “Perhaps, beloved, we should refresh your memory.”…